Keiran Black was a mystery for everyone. He was a silent Slytherin who showed the signs of immense power but he insisted on poor spellwork. He harbored a strong grudge for the Girl-Who-Lived but he ended up as her closest friend. He was supposedly Draco's lost cousin. Keiran thought he had himself all figured out. But then he is more of a mystery than he himself knows. Dark! Harry.

Disclaimer: I am not making money out of this, and this isn't mine, except for the plot and the OC's of course.

A/N: Vote for who you want Keiran to end up with! The poll is on my profile! If there's somebody missing in the list that I put up then please inform me and I'll add the name!

Current standings:

Violet:20

Daphne:11

Blaise:4

Tracey:4

Hermione:3

Draco:4

Susan:3

Kiara/Ginny:3

Padma:2

Luna:1

Pansy:1

Hannah:1

O/C:1

So, is your best bet winning? Vi might just win by a landslide. But if you don't want that to happen then vote! But if you do, the plot is already in the works!

I'm not very good with action scenes so I just hope you forgive me if some parts of it feel a bit choppy. As usual, this isn't edited. First draft.

Living a Lie

At that moment, Keiran's survival instinct began screaming at him to run, to save himself and ignore all those around him. And that moment, there was nothing more that Keiran wanted to do but that. But he couldn't leave Vi or that Granger girl at the mercy of the troll he had indirectly set on them. Dark Lord's heir or not, he still had a heart. So he didn't.

He felt true fear then, not for himself, no, he knew perfectly well that he could defeat a troll, but he felt fear enfolding his heart in its cold grasp for the redhead that stood rigid beside him; For she still was so innocent, so defenseless and above all, she was Violet. He didn't know why she was suddenly so important to him. He didn't know the reason why he found it his obligation to keep her safe. But pondering his feelings wasn't the best thing to do while a troll just about ready to squash him under his feet stood in front of them.

Keiran would have told Violet to run for it, but then his command came a moment to late. Violet was suddenly possessed by Gryffindor courage Keiran had never seen in her before and ran towards the troll with a battle cry, not even drawing her wand in the process.

Keiran, cursing fluently under his breath, drew his wand and pointed it at the troll, he prepared himself to cast a stunner at the troll, but then he was unsettled when the troll made a nasty swipe at the Violet before she even got to it, she wasn't hit by the club, but she did manage to get caught on the troll's greenish and rather bulky arm and get pushed into the standing form of Keiran, sending them both sprawling on the ground and Keiran's wand clattering out of his hand and out of sight.

Keiran got the wind knocked out of him, but before he could even catch his breath, his eyes widened as the troll raised its club above his head and made to pound it at the ground where they were. Aided by adrenaline and maybe just a touch of accidental magic, Keiran managed to push Violet off him and roll away from the club's hit just in time. Keiran heard a resounding crack and then his fear increased two-fold. The troll was swinging around a club with enough strength to cause marble to be crushed to pieces. He could only imagine what that club could do to a body of flesh and blood.

Keiran quickly rolled to his feet and took a quick survey of his surroundings. Violet had finally had the sense to draw her wand and she was crouched down in a corner, probably hoping to hide herself from the troll. She needn't bother. The troll had switched his full attention to Keiran and had begun swiping at him with his club, grunting and hollering in its hellish voice as it did so.

"Vi! Get up and run! Get some help!" Keiran hollered as he just managed to push himself out of the coverage of one of the more dangerous swings the troll made. It had become like a game of cat and mouse, Keiran had unwittingly become the mouse, and he wasn't enjoying it. He tumbled, ran and successfully avoided all the attempts the troll made to snuff out his life, but then, he could feel his stamina running out. If he got any slower it could lead to him getting turned into a mash of bloody flesh on the ground. The thing that infuriated him the most was that he knew that he could beat the troll. He could kill the troll then and there with a wave of his hand. But he couldn't do that in the presence of Violet. If there was anything that he learned from his father, it was dedication. Keiran was dedicated to the mission Voldemort had given him and was trying his best not to be found out by Violet. He could only hope that it wouldn't cost him his life.

If Violet had followed his orders and gone for some help, Keiran could have avoided further injuries on both parties. But there was Gryffindor blood running through the girls' blood and she did what a normal noble Gryffindor would do. She grabbed a chunk of marble that had broken up from the floor and she heaved it with all her might at the troll's head while yelling at the top of her lungs: "Over here!"

The stone found its mark, and it did manage to get the trolls attention and cause it to turn towards the sound of her voice. Unfortunately, it also managed to make the troll even angrier. It was in a full fit of rage now. It was swinging the club in all directions, hitting the walls the floor and even the ceiling. Causing bits of marble to be shunted in all directions and dust to obscure Keiran's view of what was happening. One sharp stone shot towards Keiran out of the mist the dust had created and sliced through the soft flesh of his cheek before he could dodge, only barely missing his eye. Keiran hissed in pain but it wasn't time to cry over such a minor injury. The troll was advancing towards Violet with a trail of saliva dripping down its pointy teeth as it roared and a hint of madness in its bloodshot eyes.

Violet's eyes widened in fear as the troll approached her, the fist holding Hermione held to the ceiling as her head lolled side to side at all the movement the troll had been doing. She took an involuntary step backwards and promptly fell on her arse as she had stepped on a long wooden shaft, Keiran's wand. Keiran heard the clatter of wood and knew that his wand was there, but there was nothing her could do to get to it. He steeled himself for a moment, but then he decided to just make a gamble. Violet was too preoccupied by the troll, she wouldn't notice him working a bit of wandless magic, as long as he managed to make it look like an accident.

The club, Keiran decided, was what was the real threat now. Keiran waited for the right moment, and he didn't have to wait long. The troll delivered a mighty swing at Violet which she barely managed to evade and the club hit the floor where she was standing a few seconds ago. Keiran took his chance and caused the club to crumble to dust then and there and hoped that Violet would just assume that the club took too much of a beating and just dissolved.

The troll blinked stupidly in surprise and grunted. It raised its hand close to his eyes and opened and closed it into fist as if it couldn't believe that the object he had been holding had just crumbled. Keiran took advantage at the troll's confusion to run over to Violet's side and he tried to pull her back out the passageway to save herself. But she was stubborn, an emerald fire flared in her eyes though he could sense fear in the depths too and she pulled her arm from his grasp and she aimed her wand at the troll again.

But then there was nothing that she could do, they hadn't learned any useful charms in defense yet as Quirrel, under Keiran's orders, had just babbled on about nonexistent adventures during his class. There wasn't a moment that Keiran regretted his decisions more.

Keiran was all but prepared to drag Violet out of the room before the troll regained its senses but then he was stopped when he heard the echo of several people running through the halls. Thank goodness! Help was coming! He all but smiled at Violet. He should have known that it wasn't time to celebrate yet, the troll was still upright, and at that moment, it had regained its senses and directed its rage at the loss of its only belonging at the two little beings standing a few feet away from him. The troll threw the only thing it had on its arsenal. That thing happened to be Hermione. And the unconscious girl shot right at Violet.

Keiran had only a few seconds to think. Hermione was rushing towards them in neck-breaking speeds (literally) and if she hit Violet, if she hit Violet, Keiran didn't want to think of the consequences. He rapidly placed himself in front of Violet. He ignored the gasps that came from the passageway entrance as the teachers finally reached them. He ignored the troll as it roared in anger and proceeded to grab a suit of armor and prepare to throw it as well. He ignored the sudden strong sear of heat as the horcrux on his chest began to beat. All that he could see was Violet's fright feared emerald eyes as she realised just what he was doing and began to shove him out of the way. But then there was a crack and then unbelievable pain as Keiran dropped down to the ground.

Voices. Shouting. Pain. And then there was darkness.

Living a Lie

A/N: I'm evil. Haha, I'm sorry that it's short but classes start again tomorrow and I just HAD to post something. I hope I'll be able to update next week at the earliest!

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